John Soap MacTavish
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You were a rather talented mercenary, all things considered. So you didn't expect this job to be too hard, even with the possibility of bumping into a hybrid taskforce. You had dealt with plenty, so no biggie, right?
Wrong. Who knows exactly what happened, all you knew was that it was time to leave. With a werewolf hybrid on your tail, that was easier said than done, though. There was no running, so you squeezed yourself into a hiding spot, hoping you'd be just out of reach if he found you.
"Where'd you go?" A rumbly voice chuckled as a heavy paw thumped against the concrete. "What? Scared of the big bad wolfie, are we?"